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Nailzz done did

I haven't spoken or posted about my claws in aaaaagess. Well, I stepped up my game again putting in the effort. Except I lost the square tips I've been rocking for near on 4 years and thought I'd go round...like my ass.  I kinda prefer it, it is definitely more elegant than hoochie and it's about time I took the path, what with being nearly 30 and everything. I thought I'd go through a bit of history of what the ends of my fingers have been up to over the last few years. My favorite obviously being the manis I got at WAH back in London last year. Play the tune while you lurk.
And a few more 'low key' haha well for me anyway...
Yeah so not everyone's cup of tea, but I like to dunk a Hob Nob in this brew on the reg x

The Obnoxious Owl Experience: The weeks fly by when you’re having fun


I went to Sydney for four days to catch up with SJ  and meet new people...especially Sarah Jane's house mate Jess who quite frankly, is one of my new favorite people. Great Sydney folk aside, I went to catch the side show of M.I.A (amazing) Shut up SJ! (she recks the base was louder than she was) WHATEVER! Haters be hating, Maya for life. I did try and get on the stage. Twice. Only to be rudely carried away by some c word of a bouncer. FUCK I had a great night. But obviously I was gonna love M.I.A but who really blew my mind were my homies Die Antwoord - I don't need to say much more about this other than they are my fucking hero's. Stand by...because there is more exciting stuff coming at you like spit in the face from the Owl with Die Antwoord. HO$H!



My God I love her. ANYWAY.  There was more to Sydney than gigs. There was excessive drinking, bike rides, meeting new people, men, tanning and this....

A pineapple wearing sunglasses at a pub.  Shit got wild in Sydney!  Ehrm...anyway, back in the land of Perth Town.  I copped a new diary and got my nails done which were extremely overdue! I swear to God when I haven't had my nails done I am convinced everyone notices and thinks less of me. I know that I certainly do!

I'm loving soft blues at the minute I dunno what it is! But yeah, the nails are nice but I'm addicted to my new diary. I'm not usually a diary kinda gal, I enjoy a calender on the wall where I can see it but this one is awesome.  The company for which I sweat for Pigeonhole flog them.  I'm not hustling, I actually love this thing. It's leather bound firstly and secondly it's dateless!  ACE!  That is exactly why I usually hate diaries, because sometimes you forget to enter things in it for about a week and the guilt you feel while those empty pages glare at you is unsettling...let's be honest.  Here's another little trinket I copped from the place that employs me ...

...a little gold diamond cage with a REAL diamond inside on a necklace. KIDDING! It's not real! fooled you!  Sweet vintage Madonna Tee huh?  I love that bloody thing. It was my favorite Madonna era...the little slut.

Oh and on Australia Day (yes. They have a whole public holiday here to celebrate themselves) we had a foam party with a foam machine the boys made themselves...

And there was loads of this...

I left the party at 1am and my flight to Sydney was the next morning at 5am. I rule at life. NOT.

Here is my sisters dog, her name is Biscuit and yesterday she swallowed an entire toothpick whole with a bit of cheese on it....

THE END

The Obnoxious Owl Experience: Weekilinks

So we're knee deep in December...there are more fake Santa's than you could shake a stick at, Oprah is in town and Facebook had a face lift...can't decide if I'm feeling it yet, however the old one used to be the new one as well...if you know what I mean.  Social network overhauls aside, this was my week ...

First off, I had my thigh ingrained all tropical and shit ...

And that's not regrowth you are peeping, it's the ink in my pores OK? I have legs like a babies ass.  So yeah, I go me a pineapple.  There's a little story to it...but I feel lame for going on about it, so if I see you remind me to tell you, otherwise...it's just a pineapple on my thigh.  Now let's talk about them naaillzzzzzzzz...here's a better pic ...



It's MAGIC nail varnish.  My nail tech brought this mad stuff back from China and she went all magician on my claws.  You put a base coat on of whatever colour, then the magic colour goes over the top, you put it in front of a fan and it starts to crack right in front of your eyes!  Pretty amazing. Are your nails as amazing as these? Prolly not.

Now I haven't copped myself anything fresh in aaaages, no seriously...I really haven't been shopping at all.  Most of my $$$ has been going on parking fines, bagels and cream cheese, petrol, hotel rooms (don't ask) and pear cider. Anyways, I very spur of the moment got these ...

Yes. I got me some VANS Authentic.  The last time I had a pair of these was in 2003...and they are now, as my Nan would say, knackered.  I just wanted a cute little shoe that wasn't Air Max for a change. These go with everything, especially with little dresses.  The Air Max give me too much of a Lily Allen circa 2006 vibe (her better years no doubt) and I am a little over the references.  Don't get me wrong, I'm married to my 90's but these Authentic's are a good little foot outfit.  FUCK that was a lot of words just about shoes. It's just that I have so much of it! I just moved house on the weekend, and LOOK at my closet ...

I'm not even finished unpacking!  It's spilling out like my tits would in an egg cup.  This is probably why I haven't been buying stuff lately...because really, I'm not actually in need of anything.  Take last weekend for example, I threw another party and I needed something dardy to wear and I found this fab dress that Lady SJ  gave me a while back.  It's purple, and poofy and very Cyndi Lauper.  I've never worn it, and I felt like it needed an outing ...

Hmmm.  I don't really know who I think I am making sex eyes at the camera like that because this was taken the morning after the party at around 9am and I hadn't gone to bed yet.  Nothing to be proud of!  Aw shit, who am I kidding?!  I am winning in this picture.  Thank you and good evening.  In all seriousness though, I should take a leaf out of my friend Alex's blog and start flogging threads on Ebay.  God knows I need the cash, what with my parking fines reaching new heights and everything.

And lastly, I babysat my sisters pooch one morning ...

Yeah I feel ya buddy.

Bye! x

The Obnoxious Owl Experience: Another week, Another Dollar

Without any further ado I bring you THESE puppies...

Firstly, I wanna congratulate Cadburys for thinking of a way in making the Creme Egg a staple on our confectionery shelves, and not just for when the bunny drops them off in April.  Well done you purple mentalists!  It's the Creme Egg Twister!  I thought of so many funny/rude/crude/hilarious punchlines for this creamy log but I didn't wanna be all obvious and shit.  And while you're looking at it, check out my new nailzzzzzzzz.  I was totes inspired by this picture ...

This is me (obviously) with a radical tshirt on (obviously) at a pub (obviously).  The pub is the ever cool yet over policed EZRA POUND  in Northbridge here in Perth.  Saying that, they do long necks for super cheap and the art by old mates from LAST CHANCE  is dope.  My girl Beck took this photograph...drunk I might add.  Eurgh, I miss my long hair. I had it cut last week to above my shoulders and now I think I look like Rosie O Donnel. Grow mother fucker!  I NEED HAIR GROWTH TIPS!!!  How do you reckon the Portuguese do it?  I'm only half pork and cheese...so I don't fully know.

Also, look at the pic I chose for my desktop at work!!!

Kill me.  Kill me now.

And a view of my feet.  Thought you might like it.  God this post is so boring.  Do you hate me now?  Please don't.  These are some pretty fly Air Max I got from Footlocker in Dalston Laaaaaaaaaaandon.  They are kids size 4 and they fit.  And also, they are incredulous.

Sozz for being boring.  I'll talk about jizz loads next time I promise x

The Obnoxious Owl Experience: 8 days a week

Last week was shit. The end. Null and void.  Nah ah.  There were a few highlights though...not many but hey, not every day can be wonderful now can it?

Imma start with my nails, because they really are a little ray of sunshine in the life of the Owl...

I am so loving this colour way.  Neon pink is like my most fave colour ever.  I have big plans for this colour in my life and my nails are part of that.  I added some powder blue to tone it down a smidge...yeah a smidge.  The inspiration for these came from literally seeing the bottles of varnish on a shelf all together. Wish I could be more interesting but sadly, it's just not the case.
THIS is an outfit highlight ...

My Nan bought me this tshirt when I was visiting her in Liverpool earlier on in the year.  It cost a quid and is covered in sequin chocolate, candy and popcorn.  And yes and I did a DIY bling thing to my phone.  The jacket is a thrift store purchase...a parachute material thinga ma bob and the jeans are Sportsgirl of all places. I think I was wearing lime green air max...can't remember.  Well I hope I was, 'cause thats what woulda gone best with this.

Also, do you like my new ear danglers?

I LOVE them.  Not telling you where they from because they're hella cheap and I don't want you to have the same as me. There. I said it.  I have a lot of earrings, but these are my fave...

These are the ones I have on rotation.  The big gold woven ones are by Cubannie Links which I copped from DirtyRich  and my pink babies I copped from the WAH salon in London when I got my nails did.  They're a one off though so na na na na naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa hahahaha.

The other day my Mum was sorting out the attic and found a box full of my old high school paraphernalia...and she found this trophy ...

Yes it has my name on it.  It was a floating trophy that my school named after me...I was the leader of the drum majorette team.  No lie.  It was passed down to people who did well as a majorette blah blah so I nicked it when I left Year 12.  Wish I didn't now...would have been nice to have a 'lil legacy back in Rape Town.

*Narcissism and self-deception are survival mechanisms without which many of us might just jump off a bridge.
Todd Solondz 

The Obnoxious Owl Experience: Where do the weeks go?


Last week my good friend and uber snapper Luke Thompson took some photographs of me and Lady SJ.  It was a pretty fun day and it's always nice to have your hair and make up done.  This is just one of the photos, I'm just being impulsive by posting it.  Look out for the rest coming soon (you know photographers .... edit edit edit, just make my thighs look smaller OK Luke?) All the threads we are sporting are from DirtyRich.



This is actually an old nail post ... I've kinda put the designs on the back burner for now and am loving just plain jewel colours.  I get inspired by random things, like the ones above were inspired by a vintage tropical dress that I bought in Cape Town, and these were inspired by a Sex Pistols poster that I've had on my pin board for yonks ...

I am extremely attached to my claws hey.  They are mad noisy on my keyboard and my hand cream gets stuck underneath them, but they are here to stay.  Love you hoochie nails x

God this is a self indulgent post.  Haha, ANYWAY.  This was my favorite outfit of the week.  Plus my pose in the mirror whilst taking my own picture on my phone no less adds a certain something to this ensemble.  These are my fave leggings from Topshop, they are about 3 years old now. Vintage 80's nightie from Camden Market for a tenner, Grey hoodie for 3 quid from Oxfam, denim waistcoat I found in Mum's wardrobe and yellow Air Max.

My best mate Dave copped these babies by Generic Surplus the other day.  They have tiny grids so socks are not essential.  So dope...and such a refreshing change from VANS.  Speaking of Dave, did I ever show you the photo of him and Johnathan Pierce from The Drums on Brick Lane in London?  We met the band in a pub the day before Glastonbury in June and spent the afternoon with them.  So epic! And so smug 'cause I ran into my ex. ha!


This is my sisters new puppy...her name is Biscuit ...


She likes to dry hump my stuffed Owl.  So do I actually.

God Speed Owlies xx

The Obnoxious Owl Experience: Why? Because I can.

It's so weird how voyeuristic we've become.  Well, I dunno actually, is it weird?  I think we have always been nosey parkers, but now we have the means to do it properly is all.  So let me help your inquisitive mind and give you a tiny insight into the life of the Owl.  Again.

So here I am in the bath.  I just thought my outfit matched.  Beck (my bezzie mate and pap) was only too pleased to capture my idea of me laying in the bath.  Yeah, looks pretty glamorous there but I'll tell you what is most definitely NOT glamorous...me waking up on the backseat of my car the following morning, clutching a bag of Doritos with my hand in my knickers.  That's what.


Please enjoy the art installation I found in the kitchen at the same party.  I think that's beetroot dip.  Hey, it matches my tights!  I shoulda held it whilst I had my picture in the bath!  Fuck! If only we could rewind time hey?


OK, THESE are my favourite little cookies ever.  They're small.  They're chocolate filled. They're pandas.  They are also only like $2 from most Chinese supermarkets.  Hello Panda.  Hello Tummy.  Yummo.


These kinda bakery's fascinate me.  All the cakes and pies look so perfect.  And being relatively well travelled, I can report that most countries have one of these kinda bakery's on their maps.  Its the Mcdonalds of bakery's!  They ALWAYS have giant meringues, chocolate eclairs with plastic cream and custard tarts with custard that could stick wallpaper to the wall.  I could smash one of those tarts right about now though...


I saw this girl in the toilets at a bar and I forced her against the wall and took a picture of her ankles.  Them be dollar dollar bills adhered to her leggings.  Pretty cute.  She 'claims' she has never heard of Obnoxious Owl.  Yeah right.


And finally, the inevitable nail pic.  This is like 2 weeks old now actually.  I'm getting new claws on Wednesday, but I rather enjoyed these babies.


XOXO - Obnoxious Owl

The Obnoxious Owl Experience – A Blur of Weeks


I say it's a blur because there are a combo of London and recent pics here from my dog and bone. I KNOW I'm still banging on about my trip...this will be the last I speak of it. I will keep the memories for myself whilst I cry myself to sleep every night. I mean FUCK, I lived there for 7 years you know?! Go easy on a girl....plus they have poppy's just growing randomly all over the place...



Does Perth have poppy's? I don't think they do. Does Perth have Chocolate Fudge Brownie FRIJJ milkshakes?



I don't think they do. Plus my new friend Mark aka 'poppet' is in the smoke. And I miss him...


He also wears Jumanji tshirts...and I ain't seen no fucker in Perth wear a Jumanji tshirt. Nor do we have strawberry cider ...which, by the way, is as sparkly and delicious as it sounds. It also gets you blind wasted.



This is me taking a photo of my Glastonbury arm band thingo on the tube...I only removed it about a week ago...OK an hour ago. I'm having detachment issues. Can you tell?



This is my little friend Asha (she really is little, like she could probs be fixed to the wall with those dolls and not look out of place)








I wasn't sure where this cat had come from when I made my way to bed one morning after a particularly large night out. The sudden appearance of a feline has the tendency to make a person feel very vulnerable...not to mention confused.





This cat has mad shit all over the Smoke. Stay tuned for the chat I had with INKFETISH
It wasn't all about London, I headed north for a bit too and took this quite wonderful photograph of my best mate Dave at a restaurant in Liverpool...



How indie of me. Correction: it would be way more indie if I polarised this shit.




The Alibi is a club in Dalston where I did some of my best work...'work' being: Dance moves. Hilarious Banter. Obnoxious Owl sticker placement. The infliction of general charm and it is also where I had the pleasure of the company of the most wonderful gentleman...he really was the proverbial cherry on my London Sponge Cake.







Look carefully and you will see a butterfly scoping out the bling...it was in fact 'fantastic value'

Speaking of value, meet my buddy Luke...








Bloody hell, that table could do with a bit of a dust innit?!





I KNEW IT!!






This wouldn't be a real blog without a hint of narcissism. I thought I'd share this outfit with you because I was quite proud of it. I love clashing prints at the moment and that denim jacket I bought from French Connection about 7 years ago. I also appear to have no neck. The skateboard was not strategically placed there for an urban feel...I'm just urban naturally. Take these Air Max 90s for example ...



I have many pairs in a rainbow of colours, but these 'Fruit Tingle' 90's I got in 08 are my staple. I've been rocking the shit out of them of late, I don't even check where I'm walking anymore. I used to try and keep them well clean and squeaky, but now I kinda like that they're lookin a bit ratty round the edges. It sorta goes with my new steeze I'm tryna channel for the summer. Pink nineties hair, white trainers, washed out shirts and fanny packs...aka 'vadge bags'.


I took this pic in a nail salon while I was waiting for my appointment, for 2 reasons...1) I love that Sonia Rykiel has a fragrance out, but I'm kinda sick of the 'indie skinny girl with her top off' thing that seems to be the new black and; 2) my thighs look a bit hot encased in these fishnets, and hopefully some potential sex of a boy will notice and fill my inbox with love. That wasn't a metaphor.

Just look at this vintage nightie I copped at Camden market for a tenner...this little number is gonna get a hammering this summer. Micky has mad wheels, no wonder Minnie taps that.

See what I did there? Well gangsta.
XXXO